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Celine the Baker - Justin Nobel

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12 WOMEN IN BUSINESS<strong>Celine</strong> fires chewy batardes on Main StreetPOINT REYES LIGHT September 6, 2007by <strong>Justin</strong> <strong>Nobel</strong>Streets are empty and shops are shut at3 a.m. in Point Reyes Station but <strong>the</strong> lightin a small clapboard house on <strong>the</strong> cornerof 4th and Main rarely goes out. Last Saturday,smoke curled above <strong>the</strong> roof and reggaemusic and <strong>the</strong> smell of singed flour waftedfrom a window. Inside, <strong>Celine</strong> Underwoodwas baking sourdough bread in a woodfiredbrick oven.“Since I was a teenager, whenever Iwent somewhere new I would go down alist of bakeries and make it a point to visiteach one,” said <strong>Celine</strong>, who grew up in WestMarin.Seven years ago she opened BrickmaidenBreads and began baking her own loaves.Most bread is produced from prepackagedmixes in commercial ovens but <strong>Celine</strong> usesher own starter and bakes in one of <strong>the</strong>county’s few brick ovens. Hers is <strong>the</strong> onlyone owned and operated by a woman.ShapingBrickmaiden bread is baked in a smallcabin in <strong>Celine</strong>’s front yard. Sacks of flowerstand by <strong>the</strong> door and footprints etchedin flour decorate a hardwood floor. Woodracks on <strong>the</strong> far wall are lined with loaves:baguettes in center, batardes on <strong>the</strong> side.Caged light bulbs ba<strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong> room in a paleorange glow.Baking Brickmaiden bread is a nearly24-hour long process. Last Saturday, <strong>Celine</strong>rose at 1 a.m. and put on a camouflaged cap,a dust mask and a pair of floury clogs. Anapron covered a pink T shirt and her jeanswere rolled at <strong>the</strong> shins. With a flick of <strong>the</strong>wrist she sprinkled bran and flour <strong>the</strong>nslashed loaf tops with a thin razor called alamb. The cuts release heat and serve as signaturesfor bakers. She transferred loaves to<strong>the</strong> oven with a long wood tray called a peel.Baking takes about 20 minutes but loavesmust be rotated after five or ten. Breadagainst <strong>the</strong> wall will burn and thinner baguettesneed less heat.The oven weighs 30,000 pounds and wasbuilt in Marshall by an apprentice of AlanScott, a master brick oven builder from Tasmania.It is eight feet deep, six feet wide andholds 60 loaves of bread. The oven is linedwith large bricks called pavers and insulatedwith a mixture of cement and vermiculite,a mineral that expands when heated.Last winter a truck hauled it to Point Reyeswhere a crane lifted it into place.Wood to fire <strong>the</strong> oven comes from almondtrees. Firing starts at nine <strong>the</strong> morningbefore <strong>the</strong> bake and wood is addedthroughout <strong>the</strong> day. During this time doughis mixed, shaped and set between rippleson rough mats called couches. The coldpale loaves are placed in <strong>the</strong> fridge where<strong>the</strong>y will slowly rise for eight hours. Oventemperatures peak in <strong>the</strong> afternoon around900ºF. By 2 a.m. <strong>the</strong>y have dropped below600 and baking begins.Wood-fired brick ovens are touted for beingable to hold more moisture in <strong>the</strong> doughthan convection ovens, which are ideal forpastries, or rack ovens, which are fired bygas. Brick oven crust is golden and thick andchewy and <strong>the</strong> inside is moist and spongy.“This oven has a beautiful way of caramelizingdough,” said <strong>Celine</strong>. “The stonesget saturated and a deep heat springs up andmakes <strong>the</strong> loaves lofty.”Preshaping<strong>Celine</strong> was born in Orange County andspent her late teens on <strong>the</strong> S-2 ranch in Marshall.Oven builder Alan Scott lived aboveher and <strong>Celine</strong> often sat in while he bakeddesem bread, a dense oval loaf.“I remember getting it and going, ‘Mom,what is this?’” said <strong>Celine</strong>. “It sparked an interest.”After graduating Evergreen College inOlympia, Washington, where she lived nextto a bakery, she baked bread at <strong>the</strong> Bovine<strong>Baker</strong>y in Point Reyes Station <strong>the</strong>n traveled<strong>the</strong> French countryside for a year.“All I ate was baguettes with jam or goatcheese,” said <strong>Celine</strong>.Charmed by <strong>the</strong> bread, she presentedbakers with a translated note saying thatshe was interested in learning how to bakebread and willing to work for free. No onehired her but she returned to Point Reyesmotivated to start her own bakery.In 2000, a space downtown becameavailable and <strong>Celine</strong> seized <strong>the</strong> opportunitywith financial support from Bovine ownerBridget Devlin.Today Brickmaiden bread is sold at storesin Stinson and Inverness Park. Customersat Toby’s line up to wait for Brickmaidenscones. The Marshall general store sellsPlease turn to page 16


16 WOMEN IN BUSINESSPOINT REYES LIGHT September 6, 2007Brickmaiden bread is baked in a small cabin in <strong>Celine</strong>’s front yard. Last Saturday, <strong>Celine</strong> rose at 1 a.m. to start <strong>the</strong> bake. She put on a camouflaged cap, adust mask and a pair of floury clogs. She didn’t get off until 4 p.m. Photo by <strong>Justin</strong> <strong>Nobel</strong>.>> <strong>Celine</strong>Continued from page12focaccia and <strong>the</strong> Bovine sells Brickmaidencroutons and granola.“Whatever she touches is gold,” saidBridget.Behind <strong>the</strong> bakery is <strong>Celine</strong>’s home, a1914 ranch house with tall windows andslanted ceilings. She lives with her husbandIdo, who grew up in Point Reyes, and <strong>the</strong>irtowheaded two-year-old, Naima.“She’s not really into bread unless itsmine or a peanut butter sandwich,” said <strong>Celine</strong>.IngredientsThe base of sourdough bread is a starter, amixture of flour and water that draws yeastand bacteria from <strong>the</strong> air. Starters changewith <strong>the</strong>ir surroundings: deserts are too dryto produce good ones but San Francisco,where it’s often cool and damp, is knownas a sourdough hotspot. After several daysstarters begins to bubble and stink as sugarsare digested by bacteria. A starter must beregularly fed with flour and water.“It’s like having a baby,” said <strong>Celine</strong>, whofeeds her starter three times a day.<strong>Celine</strong> buys flour from a family ownedcompany in south San Francisco and gets agrey sea salt called Sal de Guerande from <strong>the</strong>coast of France. Customers sometimes complainabout biting into flecks of seaweed andshell fragments. Every four months <strong>Celine</strong>receives 220 pounds of salt at a cost of about$1,000. Flour is shipped twice a month.The hardest ingredient to keep in stockis good bakers. <strong>Celine</strong> had numerous applicantsfor a position open this summer butno one she trained has stuck around.“A lot were people with a romantic vision,”said <strong>Celine</strong>. “O<strong>the</strong>rs thought <strong>the</strong>y wereworking in a kitchen. With some I worriedabout stamina. It just wears on your body.”Baking is like playing a game of basketballfor a week straight, said Matt Kreutz,one of two o<strong>the</strong>r full-time Brickmaidenbakers. “People who like it love it and peoplewho don’t don’t. If you don’t like it yournot gonna last long.”Matt is tall and friendly with a shavedhead, a bushy goatee and arms inked withtattoos. “[Baking bread] takes a lot of moxie,”he said. “You’re really putting yourselfout <strong>the</strong>re and that’s fun and exciting and alittle scary.”For Brickmaiden bakers “putting yourselfout <strong>the</strong>re” means carting loaves to localmerchants who will sell <strong>the</strong>m to customersthroughout <strong>the</strong> day. Just before dawn lastSaturday, <strong>Celine</strong> loaded five bags of breadinto a red wagon and stepped into an eeriemist. Streets were still empty and streetlightsglowed in <strong>the</strong> fog.“I don’t particularly like getting up thisearly,” <strong>Celine</strong> had mentioned earlier, “but<strong>the</strong>re’s nothing like <strong>the</strong> hours of <strong>the</strong> daywhen no one else is around and seeing <strong>the</strong>day open.”

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